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Anonymous
Jeg vil gjerne leke med deg
på den lekeplassen
som åpner dørene
til vennskap.
Jeg vil gjerne leke med deg
fordi jeg ser på deg
som min venn.
Jeg vil gjerne leke med deg.
Bli løftet høyere og høyere
mens jeg famler etter
ord som
forklarer hva du rører i meg.
Jeg vil gjerne leke med deg...
men min venn.
Det er lettere å leke
på like premisser
hvis man vet at man skal leke.
Min kjære venn
ved at du ikke banket på døren min
før du åpnet den,
lærte du meg,
å banke på din.
Tusen takk
sier jeg.
Banker på døren din,
skraper litt i jorden med foten.
Hodet er litt bøyd
og store øyne titter på deg.
I det du lukker opp døren din,
kjenner jeg forventningen sitre i kroppen.
Du ser på meg
jeg ser på deg.
Et drag i munnviken
og et glimt i øyet.
Vi skal leke.
GjenopprettetMedlem
kan glimter i øyer leke?
Samme som sol glimter leker i vannet.
GjenopprettetMedlem
I remember playing with you on the beach before - finding strange round prints in the sand ...
Anonymous
I remember that time on the beach my friend.
The knowledge gained by the eart and wind.
The wonderfull sea that caught my eye.
Its exhausting to be carried when the feet
seeks the sand.
It was a drawback I agree to be dumped right down.
I didnt see it coming, tryed to fall softly down.
But one cant change whats already there,
one must face the fact something new is in the air.
My first lesson sitting watching my prints
was to figure out why
whitout blame.
The second lesson made
is by touching the ground
I reach up instead.
The third lesson
was one I would run from.
Watching the waves there all alone.
Fourd lesson
was not only one of my own.
I saw similar prints
all along.
Some were almost gone
by the water and air.
Some had footprints
leading on.
Some had a head stuck right in them
leaving the wind to reach theyre butt instead.
The lesson was hard I must admit
knowing to act was one of the deals.
Fift lesson learned
was to walk in trust.
Among others
that cryed in the dust.
When I thought my wiev
was filled
I turned away
and felt the chill
knowing my print
was learned by premature skills.
I know by that Ill play there again
Hopefully my friend
youll be there again.
GjenopprettetMedlem
"Lilly":
Fourd lesson
was not only one of my own.
I saw similar prints
all along.
Some were almost gone
by the water and air.
Some had footprints
leading on.
Yes, we were not entirely on our own
Meanwhile
The tide has come, all imprints gone
Time has come to collect the stars
amongst the tiny sandcorns
and throw the jellyfish back
into the water
before we jump
and dive
this time
with our butts
high in the air,
Dressed in rainbow colours
- I'll be there
Anonymous
Tenkte lenge på svar på denne...
kan glimter i øyer leke?
Samme som sol glimter leker i vannet.
Hør på denne..
Lytt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoZuKiXu ... re=related
Hva syns du selv?
Stor klem
Lilly
